"Wait, Fellow Daoist Li. It's not unreasonable to leave an oath behind, is it? Who knows whether that old bastard sent you?" Fu Shi Qi said with a frown.
"I've said it already. If you don't trust me, there's nothing more to discuss. What ability does he have to make me do his bidding?" Shi Yue sneered, his face full of disdain.
Fu Shi Qi thought it over, then sighed. "Fine. I'll trust Fellow Daoist Li this once. I hope you keep your promise."
"Rest assured, Fellow Bat Daoist. Our Immortal Herb Palace does business with its doors wide open. Keeping our word is what matters most." Shi Yue gave his solemn assurance.
Fu Shi Qi nodded and followed Shi Yue out of the teahouse.
Neither of them disguised their appearance. They left Profound Spirit Mountain openly and without a care.
Once they were out of the market, they transformed into two streaks of light and shot away, vanishing into the horizon.
In a certain secret chamber, Fu Xin held a shimmering green Transmission Mirror, his face dark.
"Clan Leader, Li Yue and that traitor have left the market. I don't know where they're headed," Fu Xin said gravely.
"Hmph. No need to ask—they're definitely going to Heaven Bat Grotto-Heaven. Space Law! Are you sure?" A deep male voice rang out from the Transmission Mirror, filled with killing intent.
"Heaven Bat Grotto-Heaven? Are they going to pick Blood Pattern Gold Marrow Fruits?" Fu Xin asked with a frown.
"Probably. Hmph, this is perfect. We can settle things with them all at once and avoid any future trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light in the Transmission Mirror dimmed.
The Blood Bat Clan had been passed down for millions of years. It had been founded by a Blood